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I think ghostliness is a good quality. I pretend I’m dead all the time.” “What?” He stopped rummaging through his locker to look at me full in the face a last.”It helps me go to sleep,” I said.”That shows you don’t know anything about death,” Jonah said.”Do you?” I asked. He hesitated before saying “I’m a g-g-g-ghost, aren’t I?” “I think being dead might be nice. Restful.””Death is not restful. It’s nothing.””That’s what seems restful to me,” I said. “The nothing. Not being here. Not being anywhere.
